Ranjeet sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes burning as he watched Priya thrash and moan in her deep bhaang sleep. Her legs were still obscenely spread, her tiny pink puffed pussy glistening and clenching around nothing, her massively swollen breasts, now grotesquely larger from his earlier sucking heaving with every filthy dream moan that escaped her swollen lips.
His own massive cock was rock hard, throbbing angrily in his fist as he slowly stroked it from base to tip, the thick veins pulsing, the fat head already leaking heavy drops of pre cum onto his palm.
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